So full of shit
I need another hit
Tattered and torn
Looseleaf paraded storm

Blined by the sound of silence
Someone save me, someone take me home

So full of shit
I need another hit
Callous and cold
Murderous aging bones

Blinded by the sound of silence
Cartwheel kings and liquid violence
Service to the hands of shallow
Marching as I rape and rebel
Shift me with the interstate
I won't retreat, I won't delay
I'm carving out the sick within
So I can live, So I can live again


Lyrics submitted by Jman1217

One Last Lunge of the Big Time Washed Up Player song meanings
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